Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Rong was nervous.

Contradictions and struggles.

Try to convince myself to accept this man.

Wen Yanzhi is not a bad person. He has great gratitude to himself and knows that he can give Wen Yan nothing too much.

In the end, I prepared myself enough to accept this man.

The first and last time.

However, Wen Yanzhi did not want him in the end. He just hung on his shoulders and resolved with his hands.

Even so, Jing Rong felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Wen Yanzhi ..." He called him dumbly. Can clearly see the pain and desires that are forbearing in men.

"At this time you better shut up and don't talk."

Jing Rong obediently closed his mouth.

However, only a moment later, he said again: "Even so ... then I ... don't owe you any more."

by!

Wen Yanzhi wanted to strangle him.

"At this time, can't you just say this kind of ridiculous nonsense ?!"

"..."

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After a long time.

The room was full of heat.

Wen Yanzhi lay on Jing Rong's shoulder. He froze, "Can't you just fix it to me?"

Wen Yanzhi glanced down, and then looked at his flushed little face, he grinned viciously.

"I'm not alone."

"roll!"

"I hold you for a shower."

"No! I can do it myself!"

"You can shit."

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After half an hour.

Jing Rong sat refreshingly on the bed. Wen Yanzhi took a hair dryer and came to blow his hair.

The warm wind was blowing down overhead, and Jing Rong felt much more comfortable.

Wen Yanzhi didn't speak, Jing Rong flipped through the book, and after a while, he said quietly, "I'll go back to my sister tomorrow."

Wen Yan's expression was gloomy. "Two days later."

Jing Rong covered the book and frowned. "You're indifferent."

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Yan was upset in her heart and set the hair dryer aside. "You said that you should give it to yourself, I just let you give it to you?"

Jing Rong glared at him angrily.

"Don't stare at me! Ten thousand steps back, even if I let you make a promise, did you just make a promise? No!"

Jing Rong did not reason with him, "You are ridiculous. You allow me not to leave tomorrow."

Wen Yan gave him a serious look, and touched his hair. Be sure to do it, and open the quilt. Jing Rongyin asked, "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see? Sleep you!" Wen Yanzhi cheekily slept into the quilt. "Last time I was going to sleep here, you dare to lock the door for me!"

"you are annoying?"

Wen Yanzhi took him down and shoved him into the quilt. Jing Rong glanced up at him, looking at Wen Yan's deep eyes, what he had wanted to say, his throat rolled down, but he just said lightly: "Turn off the lights and sleep."

Wen Yanzhi chuckled her lips and said, "I can see that, in fact, you want to sleep with me too, right?"

"..." Jing Rong closed his eyes and did not answer his words.

Wen Yanzhi turned off the lights. The long arm crossed, resting behind the boy's head. He tightened again, hugged it in his arms, and asked entangled, "Isn't it?"

Jing Rong ignored him. He didn't think he was accustomed to being hugged to sleep like this, but the warmth of the man's arms did not contradict him.

and……

Just when they were intimate-it should be considered intimate-he didn't feel how annoying.

Wen Yanzhi did not give up, and still asked: "Tell you, do you actually want to sleep with me?"

Jing Rong was annoyed. Opening his eyes and glaring at him, his eyes shone brightly in the darkness. Wen Yanzhi hadn't shaken God yet, and the pajamas of his body was stunned by the teenager. What he wanted to say, Jing Rong kissed his lips in anger.

Wen Yan was shocked.

Then, the corners of the lips rose.

Zhang Lips and the teenager tangled again.

At the end of the kiss, Jing Rong stepped back and only whispered, "Tomorrow, you must let me go."

"I said two days and two days later." Wen Yanzhi whispered, "Your brother-in-law has been injured recently, your sister must have been distressed to death. If you go back like this, it will make her even more sad. Your brother-in-law must kill me. . "

"Don't you say they're separated?"

"Well couples, isn't it normal to break up and break up? Reconciled again."

"..." Jing Rong hasn't been in love, and I don't know if points and peace are normal. He only knew that after Liang Shengyi and his sister separated, there was no reconciliation.

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Jing Yu sat in his room all night.

By the early morning, there was a noise at the door of the room, and she woke up suddenly. Gauze was wrapped around the solemn head and came in from the outside.

Jingyu stood up and asked, "How are you?"

"Hurt your head and just woke up. The doctor said it was no longer in the way."

"You should lie down for a while." Jing Yu passed and pulled a chair to sit solemnly. Solemn can't stand for a long time. Now I saw the chair quickly sit down and glanced at Yu Zeyao on the bed. "Did you wake up?"

"I've been awake for a long time."

Jing Yu glanced solemnly, pursed her lips, and whispered, "How can you do that?"

Solemn sigh.

"Too many people are staring at this key. Fortunately, those people have already been sent away. Although we were not badly injured this time, Yu Wenhua's forces have also been severely damaged. I am afraid that I will not dare to take any action for a while . "

Jing Yu nodded and did not speak.

She doesn't understand politics. But she knew that this time, Yu Zeyao rescued her father.

"Majestic, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer me honestly." Jing Yu remembered another important thing.

Nod solemnly, "I must say what I should say."

"Jingrong ..." Jingyu asked, "He is not abroad, is he?"

Solemn sorrow.

He didn't expect that she would know about it. Moreover, this is something that Mr. Mr. has repeatedly ordered not to let her know, and he dares not to speak rashly.

"Miss Jing, your first question made me stumped."

"You don't say I know it. Yesterday Jin Nian met Jing Rong on the street. I just want to know, why do you hide from me? What happened to Jing Rong, isn't it that his injury will soon recover, But why did Jin Nian tell me that Jing Rong was in a wheelchair on the street? If he didn't go abroad, where is he now? Who cares for him? "

A series of questions underscores Jing Yu's anxiety at the moment.

Without Mr.'s order, he solemnly dared not to speak arbitrarily. However, she looked worried at the moment, and it really made people feel intolerable.

"Majestic, you go back to rest first." Suddenly, a familiar voice, with a little weakness, suddenly sounded in the ward.

Here, both of them are stunned.

Jing Yu looked back and saw that the man who had been drowsy in bed had awoken.

He was holding the bed with one hand, trying desperately to get up.

Jing Yu looked at his hard and difficult look, and felt a pain in his heart. He got up and walked over to the bed, helped him up, and put a pillow behind him to make him feel more comfortable.